The house was calm, except for the sound of insects, birds, and wind outside, Du Wanwan could only hear his own breathing.

There is no door in the firewood and grass house, and there are two big holes in the roof, and the cold wind drills into the house unscrupulously, this clammy and cold environment makes Du Wanwan more and more sober.

She struggled to sit up, checking her condition.

Burlap pants, dirty and colorless, and only strips of cloth are rotten below the calves. The pullover shirt didn't have a waist or sleeves, Du Wanwan pulled it up and looked at it, it was simply a hole in the linen piece and put it on the body, and the belt that fixed the shirt was a hand-rubbed hemp rope.

With the help of starlight, Du Wanwan can see his hands and feet clearly. Ignoring the stains on it, the dry and thin palm said that the chicken claws were a little raised, and they were simply bat claws!

Du Wanwan raised his hand and touched his hair, which was unkempt and a little greasy, and the dust on his face was congealed, as if he was wearing a stiff mask. How dirty this original owner was!

Du Wanwan closed his eyes and searched in his mind, but did not find any useful information. The original owner seems to be a little stupid, and his memories are vague, but he is extremely afraid of his cousin Yu Niang, as well as his second uncle and aunt, because they abuse her and become addicted.

A few days ago, just because of a clay pot containing water, my aunt beat her up, and in the end, this weak body couldn't withstand the toss, and she died directly.

Du Wanwan found out that this girl actually had the same name as her, but her aunt called her Mourning Star all day long, but no one knew her real name and surname. And Du Yu, who looks exactly like the White Lotus, is the cousin that the original owner is extremely afraid of.

Du Wanwan snorted coldly in his heart, sure enough, those who look the same as the White Lotus are not good goods!

Tried to open my backpack and system, but nothing happened. Maybe it's because she overdrew her energy all of a sudden, so the system can't be opened temporarily, and she can't even use it with a backpack. Or just that

Du Wanwan felt that it was better not to think about it anymore, such a small village that had a fight with the primitive society, if the system abandoned her, how many days would she live?

The bitter resentment when she first saw Du Yu's face was gone, after all, this was another time and space, there was no Jiao Yuan here, there was no enemy who killed her, this was just what the system found for her, a place where she could start over.

Hate? Hate! Du Wanwan gritted her teeth with hatred, hated so much that she wanted to eat her flesh raw, but what could she do if she hated it? She was the one who was knocked out, the one who used the system to escape and go to another time and space.

As a result, all she could do was try to live. Thinking about the friendship between himself and Jiao Yuan in his previous life, Du Wanwan smiled, and tears flowed from laughter, and he couldn't stop it. Why is it that when everything is in front of her, she is willing to believe that the best friend who once wanted to save her life is the most vicious one? Or, everything in the past is completely fake.

Du Wanwan wiped away his tears and stopped thinking about those past things. Once crossed, the past is in smoke, and it is not appropriate to think about it, but let's focus on the current situation.

For the current Du Wanwan, the first thing she faces is the language problem -- she doesn't understand the language! A local girl comes back from the dead, and she speaks a bird language that no one understands, and it is difficult to guarantee that the villagers will not roast her as a monster.

Even if you barely get through, if you are sold in the future, do you still have to help you count the money?

I don't know what the system is, but if the system can be used, these are naturally not problems.

The strangest thing at the moment is actually her pair of uncles and aunts. The original owner is dead, and looking at the dirt on his clothes, eighty percent of them have been buried. But why did this vicious and ruthless couple dig her up and bring her home again? Du Wanwan couldn't figure it out.

The night passed quickly, and Du Wanwan barely nested on the haystack for half the night, and when the sky was white, he was awakened by the cold of the morning.

The morning dew was very heavy, so I slept in the firewood and straw hut all night, and a layer of crystal dew formed on the surface of the haystack, and Du Wan's linen clothes were also damp and cold, and I shivered when I was cold on my body.

In the small courtyard outside the house, the aunt had already gotten up. In the corner of the courtyard there was a simple earthen stove made of a few stones, which was now lit on fire. Three arm-thick branches, propped above the earthen stove, hung a large clay pot with a narrow mouth and a fat belly, and something was boiling in it.

The couple looked to be about thirty or forty years old, and both had yellow faces and thin muscles, and looked malnourished. The woman's eye sockets are very deep, the corners of her eyes and lips are drooping downward, and her face is mean. The man has a flat nose and small eyes, the essence of his eyes is shining, and his face is obscene and snobbish. I really don't know how these two gave birth to a charming and sweet daughter like Du Yu, who is similar to the White Lotus.

The yard is a small open space fenced with bamboo grass, and the weeds have been removed, and the ground is fairly flat. There are no chickens, ducks and geese in the yard that Du Wanwan imagined, nor are there any livestock sheds, except for her small firewood and grass house, there are only two igloos, one large and one small.

Seeing that Du Wanwan had come out, the second uncle and aunt looked a little unnatural, the second uncle and aunt muttered something, so they went into the house and took a cloth bag, which seemed to have something in it, and hurriedly went out.

The aunt squinted at Du Wanwan, and her expression seemed to be a little jealous. She didn't speak, but only used a wooden spoon to scoop out two spoonfuls of yellow and sticky porridge from the clay pot, put them into the clay bowl in her hand, and turned around and entered the house.

Standing in the courtyard and looking around, I found that this village is really not ordinarily small, more than a dozen families are gathered together.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the high fence walls and the dirt roads and dense forests outside. The houses where the villagers live are also dome thatched huts, except for a few houses in the center that are extraordinarily large, there is basically no difference between other houses, and the primitive atmosphere is strong. Du Wanwan once again wondered if the system had really brought her to a primitive society.

Regardless of others, Du Wanwan drank most of the porridge in the jar by himself, and went back to the firewood and grass house to continue to sleep. I don't know what the porridge is made of, it is sweet, and it is already an excellent food for Du Wanwan. After all, the end times go a walk, as long as there is no virus, everything is a good thing.

Out of the last days, the strings that are always tight in my head are loosened. When she slept, she was a little forgetful. In a trance, someone kicked her, Du Wanwan was angry, his sister, who owed her so much, disturbed her sleep!

Du Wanwan was sleepy-eyed, and at a glance he saw Du Yu standing in the middle of the room, a little gloating.

Du Yu was holding a few brightly colored clothes in his hands, and a wreath of flowers was hung on his arm, with gorgeous bird feathers and small shells on them, which was very beautiful.

Du Yu said something in his mouth, Du Wanwan couldn't believe it, but looking at Du Yu's gesture, it was clear that he was changing into the clothes in her hand! Could it be that the vicious cousin suddenly changed sex?

Du Wan couldn't resist Du Yu, and directly changed into clothes in the firewood and grass house where the wind was leaking on all sides.

The vermilion fine linen dress is worn on the body without the feeling of burlap, which makes the skin feel painful. He wore animal leather shoes on his feet and a pair of straw sandals on the outside. This one is neat, and it looks like a bride.

refused Du Yu to put a wreath on his head, Du Wanwan used his fingers to stroke his hair with difficulty. Seeing this, Du Yu smiled sarcastically, didn't know what to say, and finally threw an extremely delicate piece of silk cloth in his hand on the haystack and went out.

Du Wanwan was curious, picked it up and looked at it, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

There is a very expressive painting on the silk cloth, and there is a river below, and on the surface of the river there is an old man riding a giant turtle with a white beard, with his chest exposed, and his breasts exposed, smiling in the wind. The painting is very good, but Du Wanwan strangely noticed that this old man is not Hebo Feng Yi!

Looking at his bride-like outfit again, thinking of the gloomy weather outside that rained from time to time, Du Wanwan was shocked.

Could it be that her pair of superb uncles and aunts brought her back, just to let her go to worship Hebo!

I have to say, Du Wanwan is the truth